Raindrops

Pitter-patter, pitter-patter, the heavens open up on us…
Out by the window, the raindrops start to gather.
Lining up on the grill, they call out to us.
Come watch, they say,
watch us as we take birth, grow & then drop away…

Like the world around us, they too seem unable to stop their growth march.
Feeding hungrily on clouds raining down, they continue to grow…
Until, they grow so big that they can no longer hold on.

And then they lose their grip on reality.
Taking the final plunge, the drop soon hits the ground,
disappearing into oblivion…
like the one’s before & the one’s to come…

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17 Comments Add yours

  1. rashmiandi says:

    Love the pic and the beautiful string of words! The last too linnes are my favorite, disappearing into oblivion…
    like the one’s before & the one’s to come…

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  2. Ruchi Verma says:

    Hey Nice poem 🙂 !!!

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  3. kalaravi16 says:

    Hats off to your observation power and transcription of that into poetic format!

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  4. Rajlakshmi says:

    I loved the ending… it gives a new perspective to the whole poem. Beautifully written.

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    1. Thanks Rajlakshmi; was kind of bored & staring into nowhere out the window when this popped up in the head.
      Glad you loved it.
      Cheers 🙂

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    1. Thank You Sir. Means a lot, your appreciation.

      Cheers 🙂

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      1. Write more 🙂 and keep up the verses flowing 🙂

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  5. deepagandhi says:

    Nice..loved how you have compared raindrops to our lives. Good poetry!

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    1. Thanks Deepa. Am no poet but it just kind of all came together – the voices in the head!

      Cheers 🙂

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  6. Modern Gypsy says:

    Beautiful poem and imagery on the life of a raindrop! Loved it.

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    1. Glad you loved it. Incessant rains do get infuriating at times, but then there’s this flip-side, where the raindrops reach out to the soul.
      Thanks for stopping by.
      Cheers 🙂

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    2. Was staring mindlessly out the window when this just kinda popped in the head. Glad you loved it 🙂

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  7. This is an wordsmith portrayal of the rain. Wonderful poem!

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    1. Aah Anil, you are far too kind my friend.
      Thanks for stopping by & the appreciation sure does mean a lot.

      Cheers 🙂

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